Thriller

Skooly

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    Blacc John Gotti
    This just what goin' on, you know
    It time for this
    Done Deal on the track
    It my time
    Watch out

    Pop his top, cork, drop the top, dog
    Take her top off, get my rocks off
    Good fellas, not soft, they gon' pop off
    In the 9 wit' it, gettin' guap dog
    Shit can't stop, y'all, shit won't stop, y'all
    At the top, y'all, from the block, y’all
    Say they real niggas, but they guap shawt
    You's a li'l nigga, you's a hot dog
    From the top of the block lookin' down, dog
    Used to come up on the block to hang round, y'all
    Niggas never gave me shit, didn't make a sound, dog
    Niggas could never make me hits, they stole my sound, dog

    Yeah, that just - you know
    Just some shit to express what I got goin on, you know
    This just what goin on, it time for this, you know
    Blacc John Gotti, you know
    Street Execs, TRU, you know
    CCM, Honcho Gang, yeeaah

    From where the bottom was, they gave me problems for it
    I'm a motherfuckin' product of environment
    This is not no motherfuckin' question
    All them niggas bluffin', that's the end of discussion
    Fuck that shit you talkin', you ain't talkin 'bout no money
    I'm try'na get some money to get mama what she wanted, ha
    Don't come in my session man, I promise you not wanted
    I'm trying my best not to just fuck up my opponent

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    Lord, have mercy on 'em

    (Ha) Lord, have mercy on 'em
    Lord, have mercy on
    Lord, Lord, Lord
    Lord, have mercy on 'em
    Lord, Lord
    Lord, Lord, Lord
    Please have mercy on 'em
    Lord, Lord, Lord
    Have mercy on 'em
    I won't show no mercy homie
    I been hurtin' too long (Yeah, ha ha, yuh)
    This where I belong

    I been broke too motherfuckin' long, bro
    To do yo' ass a favor on a song, bro
    Ha, an' I ain't gonna tell yo' ass what I went through
    Some'in you pussy niggas never been through (Unh)
    Okay, I come from the slums, come from Landrum Arms
    Back and forth to Holly Ridge, that's where Daddy was
    Okay, jumped off the porch on Bankhead 'fore I was legal
    Cedar South Band [?], my brother Jimmy Blacc and D-Mo

    RIP my brother Jimmy D, nigga and
    Yeah, PC4L, nigga: Paper Chaser 4 Life, nigga yeah, yeah
    I been 'at. I'm still dat, nigga, we gon rep 'til I die, nigga
    My cosa nostra, nigga. I swear to God! Yeah
    CCM, ha ha. Yeah, PC4L, ha ha, ahh Honcho Gang
    Shout out K
    That's my brother for life
    Know what goin' on? It's GD Mobbin [?]
    Big Wody [?], what it do? Took took [?]
    Yeah my nigga, you know what it motherfuckin' do
    Ha ha we in the studio, by the way, ha
    This shit won't stop, nigga
    Blacc John Gotti, nigga, TRU, Street Execs, nigga
    My big brother Chainz, nigga, ha ha, yeah
    And shout out my brother O Murder, man, you know, ha
    Mob shit, man
    Shout out [?] Fuller [?] man, 9th Ward here in the buildin'
    And No Plug, shit man

    Heh, and it still Rich here [?] for life
    It ain't no tradin' in this bitch
    Night bulb [?] [?]!

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